Novel Will Be Taken Down on 17 May or Earlier Chapter 175 - Who do you think we are (3)

The sight of brilliantly crumbling rupture.

 

As the Chief Mage of the Mage Tower.

 

It was a sight that Marcelo longed for.

 

Ruptures were the space of oddity.

 

It was the subject of his research and the only clue to returning to the Arcana Continent.

 

“…”

 

But the research was not on Marcelo’s mind.

 

The only thing that he was thinking on his mind was Hoyeol’s plan.

 

Marcelo murmured in a small voice.

 

“Are you saying it’s truly possible?”

 

The appearance of a high-ranking demon king.

 

Marcelo didn’t know exactly how strong they were.

 

However, it was possible to gauge it by making comparisons.

 

The object of the comparison was a demigod, Karimjeva, an elder mage and demon worshipper.

 

What was a mage?

 

He knew this well because he was also a mage.

 

Mages were generally arrogant by nature.

 

There was no need to explain at length.

 

You could tell by looking at the Mage Tower’s movements so far.

 

Weren’t they the ones who looked down on everything that was unexpected?

 

In that respect, Karimjeva was notorious.

 

Before entering the Mage Tower, he was called Fire Dragon and was involved in all kinds of crimes.

 

There were even rumors going around that the reason he entered the Mage Tower was to avoid being tracked by the Empire and the public in the shadow of the Mage Tower.

 

The arrogant Karimjeva pushed for the summoning of a high-ranking demon king and he even suppressed his true nature for that.

 

‘But we have Sir Hoyeol.’

 

Karimjeva’s and the two demon worshippers’ plan was doomed from the start thanks to Hoyeol. Nevertheless, Karimjeva forcefully pushed for the resurrection of the high-ranking demon king.

 

‘He must have known better than anyone else.’

 

As long as he turned the Mage Tower into an enemy.

 

Even if it were him, it would be difficult to survive.

 

Nevertheless, Karimjeva still carried it out.

 

He risked his life and pushed for the summoning of the demon king.

 

‘The mage risked his life…’

 

Perhaps because Marcelo was also a mage.

 

He could tell.

 

No, any mage of the Mage Tower would be able to guess.

 

Indeed.

 

Karimjeva probably believed that a high-ranking demon king could realize the truth he sought.

 

Marcelo continued.

 

Foolishly.

 

“You are wrong.”

 

The Mage Tower, including him, realized it.

 

There was no meaning in the truth that was reached by looking down on those around you.

 

Therefore.

 

They jumped into the Holy War to atone for their past.

 

However, his concern was separate from that.

 

‘What did you see in them?’

 

While he was with Hoyeol, Marcelo had witnessed the demons and the demon kings.

 

He fought against the demons who had come to take over the new demon king’s throne.

 

However, he didn’t even feel the value of talking to them, let alone learning the truth.

 

Very little was known about the Fire Dragon but he was not a lesser man.

 

Karimjeva must have witnessed.

 

From a high-ranking demon king.

 

Something special, different from other demons.

 

So Marcelo felt relieved.

 

“…You literally planned it all.”

 

If he had entered the rupture with Hoyeol.

 

If he had witnessed the high-ranking demon king.

 

He probably wouldn’t be able to do his part because he would be struggling with his mind.

 

‘I’ve always tried not to reveal my flaws.’

 

Perhaps, Sir Hoyeol had seen through his shortcomings.

 

Marcelo tried to smile.

 

He continued speaking while his vision was changing.

 

“I’ll be waiting for you in the reality.”

 

Please be safe.

 

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The fourth throne of the demon king, Gamigin.

 

The moment I witnessed it, I honestly felt upset.

 

As if my dark history and the society weren’t bad enough, the rupture was too harsh for me.

 

‘Nothing is easy, seriously.’

 

The ability of a high-ranking demon king caused the elder mage, Karimjeva, to betray the Mage Tower. Among the high-ranking demon kings, Gamigin, ranked 4th in rank, was right in front of me.

 

‘There’s little time left.’

 

The cleared rupture was divided into the reality and the Arcana Continent respectively.

 

Despite Gamigi’s emergence, I was in the reality.

 

Being thrown out of the rupture into reality was inevitable.

 

So I was aiming for that moment.

 

[You invite the Demon King, Gamigin, to your ‘consciousness’.]

 

The moment for the exorcism…!

 

Well, the exorcism was not a great skill and it couldn’t slow down or defy time.

 

However, it could fool the sense of time.

 

Because consciousness was a space where mental power dominated everything.

 

Clench–

 

I raised my sword.

 

If my form got messy because I was in a hurry, it would be informal.

 

My arm bent in moderation.

 

My wrist moved smoothly.

 

Nevertheless, all those scenes were fleeting.

 

What would you do with a truly reliable ally?

 

Only demon hunters and invited demons could exist in the consciousness.

 

This was exorcism.

 

If someone was there, they’d be mistaken and assume it was all over in the blink of an eye.

 

Naturally, they would think that there was no room for them to join.

 

However.

 

Twang!

 

Now, I wasn’t alone.

 

As I said, the only thing that could exist in consciousness was demons or demon hunters. By my side were my sunbaenims, Akshan’s demon hunters.

 

I looked at Gamigin.

 

He was not a high-ranking demon king for nothing.

 

Even though he was invited to my consciousness, he showed no signs of agitation.

 

No, I couldn’t notice the change of emotion in the first place.

 

He was huge beyond his level.

 

How should I say this, each of the four legs was the size of the Qirnberg Machine Tower. The horse’s head even overshadowed the collapsing rupture and was hard to see.

 

But most of all.

 

“□□□.”

 

For some reason, his words didn’t make sense.

 

The sound was so loud that it deafened my ears.

 

I couldn’t understand anything.

 

‘What is this?’

 

Players could easily communicate with each other and with the Arcanains.

 

I could even read a magic book written in the language of Arcana.

 

‘All of a sudden?’

 

I never thought there would be words I couldn’t understand.

 

Naturally, I couldn’t figure it out.

 

Of course, the reason didn’t matter.

 

Slash–!

 

I didn’t have unnecessary conversations with demons.

 

As expected of my sunbaenims.

 

There was no need for words.

 

Demon hunters rained crossbow bolts at Gamigin. Even though it seemed insignificant, it was an attack that killed level-900 named monsters in a single attack.

 

‘…!’

 

The target was huge.

 

That meant their attack was spot-on without a single miss.

 

But there was no change in Gamigin.

 

Damn it, it was a sight that was hard to follow with my Arcana’s common knowledge.

 

What was its level?

 

Did this mean he could still be fine even after being barraged with shots that knocked down level-900 named monsters at once?

 

I couldn’t figure it out at all.

 

‘…Karimjeva.’

 

At that moment, what he said came to mind.

 

– “If you let me go, I’ll tell you everything. About the Holy War, about the true truth! If you’re a demon hunter, I’m sure you’ll understand what I mean. I swear on the name of the Fire Dragon, Karimjeva!”

 

Karimjeva wanted to resurrect a high-level demon king in order to reach the true truth…

 

I was slowly starting to understand.

 

To sum it up in one line, he was on a different dimension.

 

Karimjeva, an elder mage who was called a demigod, pursued the ‘true truth’. The only means to reach that truth was the ‘high-ranking demon king’.

 

In other words…

 

‘Are you saying that a high-ranking demon king is a being close to a god?’

 

A loud sound resonated in my eardrums again.

 

“□□□ □, □□□ □□□□.”

 

Having understood that.

 

I could roughly understand the lack of communication.

 

His rank was so different to the point that he couldn’t communicate.

 

Damn it, I was seriously about to have a breakdown.

 

I thought I had overcome the mountain called the great evil, but it turned out that the great evil was just a young demon that had just been born.

 

I thought I had overcome the mountain called the demon king, but the demon king was actually just the weakest.

 

Still, I struggled to get over the mountain.

 

Now I had to go beyond the mountains and reach god.

 

I was sincerely doubtful.

 

Seriously, I was just a player.

 

Was it really possible to reach the level of god?

 

Clip clop–

 

The rupture vibrated whenever the horse’s hoof moved.

 

Was this what it meant to have the sky startled and the ground tremble?

 

I realized it with my body.

 

Really, for me, for Lee Hoyeol.

 

It was a sight that couldn’t be endured with mental strength alone.

 

However.

 

『No demon’s temptation, deceit, or trial can damage Grandfel’s lofty pride.』

 

Grandfel didn’t give in.

 

As always.

 

The same as usual.

 

Even if I struggled so hard, I was still in control of my consciousness.

 

At that moment, I heard a sound.

 

Clench–

 

Of course, I didn’t forget.

 

Just as I, Grandfel, was hiding my past.

 

I also didn’t know their story.

 

But Akshan’s demon hunters had something in common.

 

“A pride that not even death could break.”

 

Tap tap–

 

On the shaking ground, I straightened up.

 

“You’re just a demon.”

 

I raised my sword.

 

“It’s not something you can hold and shake.”

 

My declaration was a signal.

 

Demon hunters engulfed in hellfire rushed toward Gamigin.

 

‘Fast’.

 

They were so fast that it felt like they had transcended human limits.

 

To catch up with them.

 

I also had no choice but to copy the elf’s movements.

 

It felt like something new, but it was still simple.

 

Far from being a secret skill, it was just honestly straightforward.

 

But it was no joke.

 

Sometimes, there were things that were so upright and simple that they became strong and unbreakable.

 

Yes, Akshan’s demon hunters were unbreakable.

 

More than being unbreakable, they would use any means or method.

 

Did this mean they would even use the hellfire that surrounded their body as a means of attack? A demon hunter clung closely to Gamigin.

 

“□□□.”

 

Clip clop–

 

Even if he was a high-ranking demon king who was close to godhood, he was still a demon.

 

He couldn’t endure the flame of hell.

 

They knew that as well as I did.

 

No, the Akshan’s demon hunters knew demons better than I did.

 

It seemed they sensed it without having to say anything.

 

Clench–

 

One of them held blades in both hands instead of crossbows.

 

Someone had a dagger in both hands.

 

Someone held a crossbow bolt instead of a sword.

 

‘You really don’t care about any means or methods.’

 

Similarly, their intention was to spread the hellfire to Gamigin.

 

Then I couldn’t just sit back and watch.

 

Don’t even think about cutting off your legs and running away, Gamigin.

 

Crack–!

 

A rock floated in the air.

 

I explored, interfered with, and manifested the collapsed ground to create stairs.

 

It was a staircase that seemed to reach the sky.

 

Maybe even tens of thousands of stairs wouldn’t be enough.

 

A regular mage probably would have complained of mana exhaustion, but not me.

 

‘This is my specialty.’

 

I had enough knowledge of minerals to skip the exploration process.

 

Not only that, I dosed myself with bi-herb.

 

[Natural Enemy Relationship] and [Blessing of the First World Tree] were being activated.

 

Crumble!

 

This meant that even if I manifested thousands of stairs, there was no change in my mana.

 

Tak!

 

Among the demon hunters who banded together to hunt demons.

 

There was no need for conversation or exchange of glances.

 

Tap tap!

 

Sooner or later, the demon hunters of hell rushed up the stairs.

 

At that moment, a huge energy waved from Gamigin’s body.

 

The earth’s crust began to shake.

 

“□□□ □□ □□□.”

 

The cracked land began to tie together.

 

I could tell.

 

Having achieved his goal.

 

Gamigin was trying to close again the [Gate of Hell] that he had opened.

 

‘…When the Gate of Hell is closed.’

 

The flames of hell would also fade.

 

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Akshan’s Perseverance: Summon Akhshan’s demon hunters from the flame of Hell.

 

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The demon hunters also would have no choice but to return to hell.

 

I had always wanted to manifest the [Gate of Hell] if I could. I couldn’t even witness the reality of [Gate of Hell]. Exploring it would be impossible.

 

“Indeed, you’re a demon.”

 

Now that he had achieved his goal of resurrection.

 

He had no reason to confront the natural enemy. Was that what he meant?

 

Are you cowardly trying to drive us out of the Arcana Continent?

 

I raised my head and looked at Gamigin.

 

“You foolish demon who calls yourself a king.”

 

I unconsciously sympathized with Grandfel’s feelings.

 

“Is your life worthy?”

 

After trampling so many lives on the Arcana Continent.

 

I knew how worthy his life was.

 

Here was Akshan, who after losing their life and falling into hell as the demons they hated, they continued to hunt down demons without losing their pride.

 

“Are you running away from us?”

 

Don’t turn a blind eye to their desperate pride.

 

“If you call yourself a king, stand up to them.”

 

The moment I recited that.

 

Clip clop!

 

Gamigin’s horse hooves stepped back.

 

Really, he was trying to get rid of me.

 

Was he avoiding Akshan because he was afraid?

 

Was he avoiding them because they were so persistent?

 

I didn’t know.

 

But one thing was certain.

 

“I will not tolerate that.”

 

If I let Gamigin escape like this.

 

This guy would go on a rampage on the Arcana Continent.

 

The Arcana Continent had already been ravaged.

 

Besides, hadn’t I told you?

 

All they had to do was convey their pride to us.

 

So I was just trying to keep my word.

 

I couldn’t let him go.

 

I raised my mana.

 

A huge amount of mana. Of course, with my magic power, no matter what kind of magic I used, I wouldn’t even be able to scratch him. But it didn’t matter. I wouldn’t be the one who set him on fire.

 

Literally.

 

At this moment when the Gate of Hell was about to close.

 

I was planning to send Gamigin to ‘hell’.

 

‘You made a mistake.’

 

No matter how hot the hellfire was, he should have endured it.

 

He should have endured it desperately as if it wasn’t a weakness.

 

Why was a natural enemy called a natural enemy?

 

A natural enemy was called as such because they never let go of the enemy’s weaknesses.

 

Explore.

 

I crushed Gamigin’s huge body.

 

I immediately lost a lot of mana in an instant.

 

But I didn’t stop exploring.

 

If 『magic』 alone was not enough.

 

I would add [gravity] to the interference process.

 

This was [『oddity』].

 

Thump–!

 

For a moment, Gamigin’s body sank as if he had been struck by something.

 

“□□…!!”

 

Crackle.

 

Gamigin’s legs began to collapse.

 

One, two, three.

 

And.

 

“That kneeling down position suits you.”

 

Four.

 

Thump–!